The Imagine Breaker of Steel

Chapter 4

A week, and a bombing incident later

Touma Kamijou peered over the wall, looking to see if the coast was clear.
It wasn't, as that relentless woman was still there, back turned to him, looking around.

He didn't want to deal with her right now so he decided not to push his luck and sneak out behind her.

'HEY YOU! STOP RUNNING!'

Kamijou could've just, sped away instead of running normally as one with superpowers is wont to do. But he had already destroyed around 3 of his shoe pairs so he did not do so.

One thing for sure, this constant cat and mouse chase was starting to get irritating.

This was not the first time they had met each other like this. Over the past several days it seems that, in some way or another, Kamijou and this girl would always encounter one another, and always in places where no one was around.

Even in the middle of the street, she was there.
Even in convenience stores, she was there.
Even in the mall, she was there.
One time he went back from the bathroom, and somehow they crossed paths at the entrance.

It seemed everywhere he went, she was always there.

Kamijou was so caught up thinking about these series of events that he slammed into a wall. Durable as he was, the shock of slamming into the wall made him wince. He got up, dusted off his pants, and went to the other way. However his path was blocked by the relentless Electromaster.

'There you are. Nowhere to run. Just you, and me.'

'Alright now, don't be rash-'

'Give it up!' Sparks erupted from the girl's bangs, and bluish lightning bolts were fired towards Kamijou.

(Such misfortune.)

Kamijou blinked.

'Touma Kamijou, are you listening to me?'

'Hmm?'

Kamijou looked around him. Instead of an alleyway, he was in the classroom. Instead of a short haired brunette talking to him, it was a longer haired brunette talking to him.

'Hm.'

'What's with that 'hm'? Were you not listening to me then?'

Kamijou snapped to Fukiyose. He must have blacked out following that.

'S-Sorry. I was preoccupied with... some things.'

Fukiyose only sighed. 'Oh, you can't be serious. Okay, I'll say this again once. I will not repeat it again. The Daihaseisai will be upon us in a few months,' Fukiyose said, while grabbing her fried steak and dipping it in a pink, gross-looking sauce.

'Mmhm.' Kamijou ate up a spoonful of rice and pork as he listened.

'So, with that in mind we need to gather up enough material for the Daihaseisai. Shirts, pants, anything we need to make sure everyone has had their own uniform. We cannot take any chances with missing or lost uniforms. You, on the other hand, will be the one to input the measurements of all your classmates-'

'Oh brother.'

'Don't complain. They chose you as class representative for a reason so do your responsibilities properly.'

'Yes ma'am.'

'Seriously. Anyway, choose one person of each gender to perform the measurements. Make sure no incidents happen under your watch, got it?'

'Y-Yes ma'am, I understand.'

'You better. And secondly,' Fukiyose smiled. Kamijou did not like where this was going, 'If you shirk your duties as class co-representative like the last time you'll surely regret it, OK?'
Despite the cheery tone Kamijou felt a chill run down his spine. He could only nod in response.